Exploring, observing, drawing, painting, recounting a nature which I wish to be at its wildest.
Every image originates outside, in the field, in front of the subject. I draw what I see, as faithfully as possible, creating sketches and watercolours.
My purpose is to grasp a reality that is rich, ever-changing, beautiful and rare, with the simplest tools possible. With my naked eyes, through binoculars or scope, hiding or approaching an animal, a plant, a landscape, a light.
Each image want to be a reminder that wilderness still exists and that we need it much more than we think, both individually and collectively.
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From this side of negligence
This observation will stay between me and her. Her the White-backed Woodpecker in front me or her the forest I kneeled in to draw? Both. Both rare, both disappearing, threatened, and hidden from the world. Their inaccessibility and their remoteness have so far saved them, along with our ignorance. A state of things ever more
Smelling the South
“Watch out! don’t step on it!” Yes, it is indeed one of these places where you have to make sure not to step on a puppy Fur seal. A place, where you have to make sure its mum doesn’t come and bite your fingers off. Where you have to watch your back for the males
Five minutes
Five minutes before I loose sight of the coveFive minutes before the clouds engulf the mountainsFive minutes before the ship turns and distorts the perspectiveFive minutes before we are blinded by the fog.Five minutes before all disappears behind this rocks. Five minutes to encapsulate a world.Five minutes to fix a future memory.Five minutes to aggregate
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” When I speak of nature, I have at heart a Wild Nature, that is to say with a minimum of human influence. A nature free to evolve without constraint where one enters as a discreet observer and not as a master of the place. Unfortunately this nature is rare if not absent, and its reason for being is poorly understood. It implies long term, patience and humility, so many values which are a real challenge today. […]”
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Still believing in spring
« […] Everything went silent, encapsulated in stillness, full of the absences. Winter has finally won. The days pass, the wait drags on, the snow thickens. Low hovering clouds are pouring down snow. One can hear the falling of snowflakes…
…and a cooing sound, distant, withdrawn, lost.
Alone at the top of a forest, a Black Grouse sings against all odds, against all reason, against all season. He is still believing in spring, but no one is listening. […] »
This is the print of a watercolor made from a field sketch in the spring of 2023, in search of grouses, somewhere in Sweden, in the heart of the biggest snow return of the last twenty-five years.